My Story Of A Woman

My Story Of A Woman:
Her soul could touch me..in places known only to the heartbeat. All the while, her lips warm my conscience and I become a sea breeze blowing us away from a common love. Let me be your taboo, and let the earth live in mediocrity while we contrast in an extraordinary bizarre.

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